Daily Yellowstone journal., 1887-08-23

a. Q priest. She couldn't say Q word for
the life of her, poor girl; but she bowed.
81 have heard Of Georges visits here" he
said, land I have called to have q raison-
able talk with you. May ask your
given namei'' sez he. Cherry, SIR"
hAhl yes, Charity, ! suppose" givin' q
kind o. shtart. s'No, sir" she said. ~
was christened Cherry, the same a. my
mother" You should av seen how he
looked at her. 1.-THE name a. your
mother" he sea- "Fwat-fwat was your
mothers maiden namei" ses he. "Well-
ln'ton," sea she- ''Good heavensr' he
ses, JUS SO. "An' what do you do for q
livin'r' 81 sew on the machine, SIR"
she said, az proud a. II she'd said, 81 cut
coopends on my honda" SAN you are
Cherry Wellin'ton's daughterf" he sea,
''workin' for your Twin in . tiniment
house up four pairs o. stairs. What
changes in hfer' We both began to stare
at him, an, In walks Master George, an
he stared at him, too. "Ahl" SEE the
ovid man, an then we all was as still as
mice.
At last the ovid man spoke. "what's
yer intintions, young man." SEE he,
''toords this young gintlewoman"
The very heart lept inside o. me whin
he said that, for ladies are ladies, an
common as blackberries, but gintlewoman
is o compliment
'rMy intintion, sir" ses George, IFS to
make Miss Bashford my wife, II she will
honor me by acciptin' my hand-with
your free c~onsint, ! hope, but with or
without it,"
"An' what do you say, Miss-Miss
Cherry"
"Oh, STRIP SEE she, an she gript his
hand, az won't stand betune father an
son, but''--an' thin she fell to cryin'
an 90 did /.
at strikes me-" said the ovid man,
''that you'd better wait to talk about
marryin' widout me conslnt when you've
sxed an, been refused" ser he, JUS 90.
81 do az ye, sir" SEE George, but he
spoke kind o. dazed.
"Ax Miss Cherry" ser the ovid man,
''an' av she SEE yes, SO will I. Yer bor-
ryin' trouble, young man, which ye can do
aisy at amy time widout interest"
Thin there wus q time.
didn't Earn the rights Of IL thin, but /
did after. The ovid man had been dead
IN love wild Cherry's mother whin she
was a gerril an she cast him of an mar
RED Cyrus Bashford, who was no good,
an he spint her money an kilt himself
wild the drink. Bit by bit they whit down,
until his WILDLY died an left Cherry to
take care Of herself, an well she did it.
How they two young ones got acquainted
I niver got the rights o. -sure / couldn't
be pokin' an prayin'. Anyhow they
got married an / was at the weddin',
among all the rich folks, in a new gown,
though / stud in the back, as bekem me
whin among the quality.
Well the week after the weddin' an
they of to spind ther time abroad, / whit
into the buildin' here wild my basket, and
what should / see but this beautiful stand
.heaped wild apples an paynuts and can
dies; and my heart fell, for ! said,
There's an ind o. my business here"
The %janitor seq to me, SEE he: Eyer for
hidden TO go inter the oom there wild yer
basket seq he. II ams'' SEE /. "Who
seq sou 'sMr. Gaskell," SEE be. "This
stand is yours, an all that's in It," SEE
he, IAN yer TO keep OF yer wi premises"
An with that ovid Mr.. Gaskell KEN
out an spoke up: "Yis, Mrs. McAvoy,
an don't be d~aymoralizin' my clarks,"
SEE he. GOD bless you, sir, T" ser ], IAN
may the heavens be yer best feather bedg'
an I've been here ever since, sir, an
that's the whole story. Bad scran TO yer,
ye little rascal of a newsb'y, are ye striv-
in to stale the paynuts' Git out
Thomas Dunn English in New York Mer-
cury.